I sat watching the main road that leads into The World That Never Was, that's our world. I expected another quiet ending to another quiet day. Oh how wrong I was. A breeze passed over my face out of the North. I closed my eyes and savored the feel of it. I guess you could say that it was weird that I could feel anything. Nobodies don't feel anything. Suddenly, a lone figure appeared on the horizon. Long, black hair flowing in the wind, there was a feeling of untamed wildness about them. I watched the figure approach, clothed entirely in white with its face hooded by a robe. I hopped down from my perch and materialized my weapons into my hand. They are these big, spoked wheels I guess you can say. Anyway, I had them in my hand before I landed. In a few moments, I saw the figure heading my way. "Halt! Don't come any closer!" I shouted, getting a better grip on my weapons. The figure kept walking towards me. I'll admit, it was slightly terrifying the way this person walked. It was...purposeful. It was determined and strong. "I said HALT!" the figure halted only a few yards away from me.
"You can see me," said a low voice. It wasn't a question, it was a statement. Up close, I could see the long black hair and the curves of a woman's body underneath that robe.
"Yeah, who are you and what do you want?" I didn't want her getting too close. She didn't feel like a helpless woman. I had to be prepared for whatever she had up her sleeve. The hooded face turned to the left a little bit.
"Who I am... that's an interesting question." It put me off a bit, not only her answer, but the way she spoke. She spoke in an almost monotone voice. "I don't know anymore. Maybe I am Nothing. but you can see me. Maybe I'm not. Either way, my name is Zephyra. What do I want? Another interesting question. I want to know if I am real; if I exist. But you can see me."
"...Yeah." I lowered my weapons slightly. There was something not entirely right about this girl. "How did you get here?" The hooded face just stared at me. I shifted my weight a little bit. "I said how did you get here." 3
"The question is 'am I really here?' Maybe this is all a dream. Maybe I am just a figment of someone's imagination. In a twisted dream where I feel nothing. Yet you saw me. Why?"
"Wait, you don't feel anything?" Could she possibly be a Nobody, I thought to myself.
" Nothing." I contemplated for a moment, and then threw my weapon at her. It hit her smack dab in the chest. She didn't even flinch.
"What the hell was that for?" she asked. I still couldn't get over the fact that she said it without any emotion. It kind of creeped me out.
"I had to see it to believe it. I know what you are."
Could it be true? Could this red-haired stranger know what I am? I had given up hope for ever finding out what I was. Now here it seemed that someone finally knew. A redheaded stranger KNEW what I was. "What am I then?"
"I'd say you're a Nobody."
"A Nobody? What is a Nobody?" He smiled a sardonic grin.
"A Nobody is a being created when someone with a strong heart leaves their body and soul behind when they lose their heart to the Heartless."
"So...what am I?"
"I guess you can say, you exist, but you aren't truly real." It figures, I thought to myself. I removed my hood and looked at the man.
"Tell me more about being a Nobody, and tell me more about the Heartless."
I was taken aback when she removed her hood. She looked at me with orange eyes. Not brown eyes that looked auburn, but honest to goodness orange eyes. They threw me off a little bit. "Not much to tell about Heartless. They're beings without hearts. As for learning about Nobodies, follow me." She hesitated for a bit. 4
"Why should I follow you? I don't even know your name." I realized that it was true; she had introduced herself and I hadn't introduced myself.
"The name's Axel. Got it memorized? A-X-E-L."
"Axel. I suppose I should say pleased to meet you, but..." she shrugged her shoulders. "I can't feel pleasure can I?" I bet I could make you feel pleasure,I thought to myself, and then I shook my head. I did find her form attractive, but I wasn't about to get myself involved. Besides, she would feel nothing for me. I was a strange Nobody. Only Roxas, my best friend and I can feel something.
"Follow me then Zephyra, I'll tell you all I know." I turned my back on her and began walking away.
"Axel," she said, almost in a whisper. I turned to look at her. Her head was bowed, her face hidden behind cobalt locks of hair. "If it's true what you say, and I am a Nobody...what does that mean for me? What is my purpose if I'm a Nobody?" I smiled at her, I think.
"Just follow me Zephyra. I'll explain everything."
It was hard to believe that I was following a total stranger. But here I was, following Axel to the answers I sought. Is this really what I am? A Nobody? How is this possible? How did I come to be? Who is the one I was made from? As if to answer my thoughts, Axel said "Don't hope to find the one you were made from. Most if not all the ones we've been created from are Heartless now. They, in essence, don't exist either." I let my eyes travel down, observing him in general. His gait was slightly feminine, but there was nothing feminine about him. His red locks were very attractive and when he would glance back at me, his bright green eyes sent a shiver down my spine. I had never felt like this before... Did I just say I felt?
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